The maiden and the woman did not go far, but in a courtyard on the other street, the owner of the yard had not cleaned it for a long time, and there were so many miscellaneous things piled up, and the weeds grew half a man high.

The woman was taken aback by this sudden turn of events, and she trembled and knelt down, and kept saying things like "Adults spare their lives, and cheap maids should not rush into adults", presumably guessing the identity of the girl's spiritual cultivator, and feeling that her actions had seriously damaged the majesty of the cultivator.

The girl coughed violently, almost not standing firmly, and the hand holding the cane turned white from overexertion.

The woman fell silent for a moment, bowing her head and shaking like a quail, waiting for her fate.

"Mother, it's me." The girl shouted softly in a hoarse voice.

The woman obviously didn't realize what was going on, she just knelt there in a daze, and forgot to even look up.

"Mother, I'm the bell." The girl said again.

The woman looked up in disbelief.

“…… Bell......? You are...... Bell? ”

The girl coughed again, this time even more violently than just now, so that she could barely straighten her waist, but because the whole person was tightly wrapped, the woman could not see her face at all, so she did not know what the situation was, just as she was about to ask, the weeds in this yard that were originally very lush suddenly withered and quickly yellowed, and in the blink of an eye, there was only a field of grass and wood ash left, and she was stunned and chilled when she saw it.

The girl stopped coughing and sat down slowly, not caring if the ash would stain her clothes.

"Mother, why did he do this to you?"

It took a long time for the woman to realize that she was referring to the man who ordered him to take off his clothes, and replied, "It's nothing, it's because I'm too stupid......"

"Mother!" The girl's voice suddenly rose and the woman shuddered. "Who is he, do you have to lie to me?!"

The woman's lips trembled, and she didn't know what to say, but stared straight ahead, not even daring to look at her own daughter, and not knowing what she was afraid of.

Seeing this, the girl was angry and coughed again.

She knows what kind of weak character her mother is, otherwise she wouldn't have watched herself being bullied by others and never came out until she was taken away by her master and hid aside without saying a word. But she didn't expect that after so many years, her temperament not only did not improve, but became more cowardly, even with the support of her spiritual daughter, she still looked like she wanted to slap twice, so the only little love and pity for her mother in her heart dissipated.

The girl's voice suddenly became cold: "Okay, if you don't say it, I can see it myself!" ”

After saying this, she stood up and stretched out her left hand and pressed it on the top of the woman's head, and five thin vines grew from the tips of her five fingers and probed towards the woman's ears and mouth, and in the woman's frightened whining, the vines that continued to grow almost enveloped her entire head.

After about five breaths, the girl withdrew her hand and staggered down in the ashes of the grass and trees, coughing incessantly, it seemed that she had spent too much energy and caused the blood to be consumed.

When she finally stopped coughing, the girl glanced at the woman who had no external injuries all over her body but her face was pale and soft and fell to the ground, snorted coldly, got up from the ground and slowly left the courtyard with a wooden stick.

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When the woman awoke it was already dark, and when she awoke, she looked around blankly, as if wondering why she was in this place, but soon she remembered what had happened before she fell unconscious, and her face was whiter than the best rice paper in the moonlight.

After wandering around the courtyard several times like a headless fly, the woman cautiously tried to climb over the courtyard wall to get out, fortunately, although the courtyard was deserted, there were still a few large vats for storing grain, and a large vat was moved, and the woman quickly climbed over the courtyard wall, and then walked in the direction of the vermilion gate by the moonlight.

Soon the woman came to the door, but instead of touching it, she continued on, toward the small side door.

But after a few steps, she stopped.

Her age is not young, coupled with the perennial malnutrition, the five senses are greatly weakened, but even so, she still asked about the faint smell of blood wafting in the air.

A deeply ominous premonition swept over her like a tidal wave.

The woman turned and walked to the scarlet door, and then reached out and pressed her hand on the door that she had never touched or even imagined.

The cold touch made the woman withdraw her hand like an electric shock, and her whole body trembled!

The door that should have been locked was opened by her slightest touch, and a smell of blood that was so thick that it could be described as viscous came to her face, and the woman's stomach twitched, and she retched violently as she held the door.

The door was pushed by her, and it opened even wider, revealing the hellish situation inside like the legendary Shura.

After dawn the next day, the city had a legend that made people hear and change, which was corroborated by a crazy woman who liked to shoot the red gate everywhere all day long.

Sitting cross-legged on the roof of a tiled house, the girl watched silently at the laughing woman in the street, motionless like an inanimate sculpture.

The man below was her mother, but now she felt that maybe this was the right relief for her mother.

For as long as she can remember, her mother has been in her impression of the low-brow and pleasing appearance, but she did not expect that before entering the vermilion door, her mother was a young lady from a wealthy merchant family, and that sunny and cheerful smile was a completely different person. Then, my grandfather was jointly squeezed out by several other competitors, and the originally rich family fortune was scattered overnight, and the good mother was sold to the maid who made a bed warm for the lord in the door, and the original cheerful personality disappeared under the pressure of the housewife and several side rooms, and even the porter could bully her casually.

The girl's birth was an accident, but even if it was an accident, it was like bleeding the blood of the master's family, so the family reluctantly recognized her identity as a concubine. But admit it to admit it, how much value can a daughter born to a maid be? So not many people care about being trafficked, and some people don't even want to send it back.

After the girl left, when the family's health deteriorated, the decision-making power of various things in the family gradually shifted to the eldest lady and the eldest young master, so the old man's little wives were all suffered, and the bed-warming maids like the woman were almost unable to live.

Take the woman, for example.

Before the old man fell ill, although her life was not much better, at least she was able to eat and dress warmly, and there was nothing bad except for working all day and occasionally being bullied on weekdays. But after the old man fell ill, she and a few good bed-warming maids were all used by the eldest lady as a tool for "hospitality", and in the past few years, she has "received" countless men, including many people who are irritable and like to beat people, and they have been tortured physically and mentally for a long time.

The few maids who were originally scheduled to be responsible for "entertaining" guests died in just two years. Three committed suicide and three died from serious injuries sustained by abuse.

The woman didn't know how much she wanted to flee from this place, but she had no belongings for her own belongings, no skills to use to beg for food, and more importantly, she didn't have the courage to flee.

The girl who has transformed into a spiritual girl cannot understand the woman's life at all, but she clearly understands that her mother has been insulted in an unimaginable way for ordinary people, although psychologically she no longer recognizes the woman as her mother, but her blood relationship with her mother cannot be broken, and the behavior of this family really makes her feel disgusting, so she makes a decision that seems crazy to ordinary people - to destroy the door.

All the living creatures in the vermilion gate, except for a few "good people" in the woman's memory, were slaughtered. Because of physical reasons, she couldn't kill people invisibly, so her methods were very simple and rude, and everyone died of blood loss due to too many wounds or too large wounds on her body. As a result, the woman who came home in the middle of the night saw such a scene, and she was severely stimulated and went insane.

In such a city, the life of a madman is more comfortable than that of some people, at least no one will think of torturing her by inhuman means, and she herself will no longer feel fear and insecurity, and will live only in her own world.

The maiden stayed on the roof of the house and watched the woman for four whole days, during which she did not think or do anything, but simply watched, and if she had not been moved from time to time to another roof, she would have looked like a sculpture.

On the fifth day, a black-robed man suddenly appeared beside her.

The girl remained motionless, as if she hadn't noticed that there was another person around her.

Although the black-robed man was wearing a black robe, he did not hide his appearance, his fiery red hair was particularly conspicuous in the sunlight, and his sallow face was expressionless, as if he was wearing an inferior mask.

"You don't seem to have anywhere to go?" The black-robed man asked.

Unlike his appearance, his voice is young and very magnetic, and if you just listen to the voice, you will feel that this must be a gentle and kind big brother.

"Hmm." The girl replied.

"Then come with me, we have a lot of people like you here."

The girl tilted her head slightly, as if thinking.

The black-robed man waited for a while without waiting for an answer, and added, "Maybe I can help you change back to your original appearance." ”

This time, the girl did not hesitate, stood up directly, and raised her hand to signal the black-robed man to lead the way.

Under the girl's gaze, the black-robed man pulled out an extremely ugly smile, and said with a smile: "Welcome!" ”